Page 24 of Promised in Blood

I pull out and drive inside her again, making her bite down on her lip. “Can you see your light?”

“Y-yes.”

She is learning quickly. That she can find her center already is a strong sign of her abilities, and it fills me with pride. “Good girl. Focus on that whilst I fuck you.”

“What if I do something?” she asks, her voice trembling. “What if I can’t stop it?”

“I can feel you. I will not let you get too close.” She is right—this is unfair. This is all about my pleasure and has nothing to do with hers, but I must do everything I can to prevent her from unleashing her powers in here, and I am incapable of stopping this. In this moment, if I were forced to choose between walking away from her or letting her burn this entire campus to ash,there would still only be one option. And that would be me inside of her.

I pay close attention to her body. Her erratic breathing. Her racing heart. Her arousal coating my cock with every thrust. And I am careful to keep her from getting anywhere close to the edge. She is already more in control than she was last night.

“Alexandros,” she whines, her muscles squeezing my cock so tightly that my own release is only seconds away.

I rest my forehead against hers. “I know, little one. I will teach you how to control your power, and then I will make it up to you. All the orgasms you desire.”

Her face lights up with a smile that almost makes my knees buckle. “You promise?”

“I promise.” I pull out slowly and savor the desperate whimpers I wring from her body before driving back inside and losing myself in the sweet oblivion of Ophelia.

Chapter

Nine

XAVIER

Ophelia pulls her hair into a ponytail while she waits for the leftover moussaka to finish heating in the microwave. Even from a few feet away, I can clearly see the pulse fluttering on the underside of her jaw. My fangs ache to taste her. I fed from her this morning, but it may as well have been weeks ago for how much I need her now. With four vampires drinking her blood every day, we need to be careful about how much we take.

“I can feel you watching me, Xavier,” she says, giggling.

I smirk. “I am always watching you, Cupcake.”

Flashing me a coy smile over her shoulder, she flutters her eyelashes. My beautiful little slut.

“Little and often, Xavier,” Alexandros says, reminding me of the agreement we made yesterday after Ophelia left for class. We will all feed from her each day because going longer than that without a taste of her blood feels like torture, but we will only take small sips, at least until she’s stronger. Who knows what her new powers are going to hold? She healed much faster from our bites this morning than she has previously.

I study him from across the table. “Are you reading my mind?” Not that it’s a big deal, I have nothing to hide from him, it’s just that he usually doesn’t.

He arches an eyebrow. “I do not need to read your mind to know what you are thinking.” He licks his lips.And make no mistake… I am thinking about it too.

I snort a laugh.

“What are you making, sweet girl?” Malachi steps up behind her, wraps his arms around her waist, and drops a kiss on the back of her neck.

Axl takes a seat beside me and rolls his eyes.Such a sap for her.

“I heard that,” Malachi snaps.

Axl leans back in his chair and puts his feet on the table. “Yeah, you were supposed to, nutsack.”

“We are at the table.” Alexandros scowls at Axl’s feet, and Axl swiftly drops them to the floor. I flash him a shit-eating grin, grateful to not be the one getting roasted for a change.

Ophelia squeals, and I look up to see Malachi nuzzling her neck and tickling her. “Stop!” She lets out a loud, infectious giggle as she squirms in his arms.

He burrows his hand beneath her top and carries on. “But you’re so ticklish.”

“Kai!” she shrieks with laughter now, twisting in his embrace and planting her hands on his chest. A split second later, Malachi slams into the wall on the other side of the room.

“Oh my god, Malachi!” Ophelia gasps, her eyes darting between him and her hands held in front of her face.